Lou Lingyun's ears came into her ears with something she couldn't understand.

The eyes shifted to the spine of the ordinary-looking book, which recorded the secrets of the world.

The conclusions and results that countless scholars have devoted their efforts but cannot get, have only received "unimportant" evaluations.

Sister Chen Mengyue said she conducted experiments for Li Shen.

The words are short and clear, but the meaning is like an absurd poet, who writes with straw paper when he is drunk.

The absurdity is comparable. In order to make a stir-fried cabbage, the sun was created.

Brother Li’s life is of course precious, but the sun is the sun after all.

Lou Lingyun wanted to ask questions, but she couldn't construct specific questions.

But seeing Sister Chen's smile fading away and runes appearing densely on her glasses, Lou Lingyun put her attention back on the glass cabinet on the ground.

What is placed inside is the result of Sister Chen's research that she has been kept in the door for less than half a month:

The fire spirit roots are mixed with green algae to form violent and enduring fire.

As soon as Lou Lingyun walked into the villa, she was shocked by it. Then Chen Mengyue took out the paper book and was surprised to cover up the wave.

In fact, there are many people in the six palaces of knowledge that mix artificial spiritual roots and organisms.

However, the test subjects can only exist for a short time. After a period of time, they will always explode due to the effects of spiritual roots and spiritual energy, regardless of animal or plant.

Chen Mengyue stretched out her palm, felt the aura of the fire in the glass cabinet, and said:

"It is not perfect. If it weren't for the surface barrier constraints, the Fire Spirit Root Green Algae would most likely explode within one tenth of a second."

"Nevertheless, there is nothing better that can help Li Shen and keep him alive."

Lou Lingyun asked:

"What should I do? Just enter the spiritual energy?"

"Yes, be careful not to touch fire. The life form of green algae is fragile, but unexpectedly prone to changes."

Chen Mengyue's palm spread out flat, and the blue crystal book slowly fell on it.

A few whirring sounds, the light blue book pages turned over thousands of pages before finally stopping.

A piece of paper that seemed to be made of transparent crystal was torn off by her, and gently patted into the air and stabilized.

"This is the law of inputting spiritual energy, remember to follow it."

Lou Lingyun's eyes went down one by one, and asked:

"But I don't meet its conditions. I have to use the magician in the elixir stage to promote the final formation of the surface barrier."

"I have reset the startup method, and the time is too tight. I originally had to help you break through first."

Lou Lingyun, a cultivator in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period, solemnly agreed, looking at Brother Li's "hope" to survive, restraining the spiritual energy and urging the trick to "reverse the rain".

The barrier outside the glass tank slowly absorbed her extremely special spiritual attributes, and the yellow light slowly dimmed in a way that could be seen by the naked eye.

Lou Lingyun read the records of the "Ningyi Hua Book" technique repeatedly, bent her knees cross-legged, and then closed her eyes after she was brought down.

The runes on Chen Mengyue's black-framed glasses suddenly disappeared. She stood up, walked to the desk next to her, and picked up a manuscript paper marked with special operation symbols.

At the top, in the center, the "Singing in the Night" is written in a delicate brushstroke.

Next to the five characters, the six characters "Ying Shihuang Botanical Garden" suddenly appeared.

The smaller detailed words introduce the relationship between the two and explain why you have to go to the "Ying Shihuang Botanical Garden" to find the "Chao Song and Night Dew Flowers".

She looked at it and smiled slightly, flipping the paper with her index finger and thumb. The whole piece of paper became thinner and transparent as if it was immersed in water until it disappeared.

"You can also learn about this level of knowledge without my help."

"Wait a little longer."

She whispered and looked out the window.

The night sky is clear, and the mysterious brilliance of the universe is transformed into small dots and spread everywhere.

The sky that clearly should be feared, but it deliberately shows a charming appearance.

...

The antique market of monks.

The old man at the gate knelt down again, but this time, he knelt sincerely.

His thin back was bent into a prawn-shaped shape, and his hands were covered with a piece of white paper, saying:

"Mr. Du Cai, as you told me, I have recorded the appearance of a powerful and abnormal cultivator."

As he said that, he kowtowed deeply.

Hold your hands high.

Just in front of his head, his shiny leather shoes stood casually.

Du Cai pulled the white paper with his index finger and middle finger and asked:

"Is this Li Shen?"

"If you want to go back to your words, the man on the right calls himself Li Shen."

"Where is the little girl with no face on the left?"

"She has never mentioned her name, but she is a powerful and extraordinary person."

"Then why don't you stop her?"

The old man seemed to be shocked by this sentence and replied:

"You said that no matter how powerful or weird a cultivator leaves the antique market, it doesn't matter."

"What do you want to do if you repeat my words?"

The old man's body looked like a wild dog on the verge of death. Through his clothes, he could see the bones on his back bulge like waves.

"But not including Li Shen, remember this name firmly."

"Li Shen, Li Shen, Li Shen."

Du Cai stretched out his foot and kicked the old man on the back of the neck.

"Leading the way, where did Li Shen go?"

The old man suffered from the pain of a cervical vertebrae break and used magic to support Du Cai.

After going down the stairs, the old man shouted:

"Everyone on the third floor, stop your behavior and welcome the owner of the antique market."

"No need."

The old man fell to his knees.

The shop owners on the third floor walked out of the store, saw Du Cai's figure kneeling first, feeling Du Cai's impulsive aura, and then took a step slower and knelt down.

Customers who meet the harsh conditions are at a loss and are crowded at the doors of various stores.

Someone shouted:

"What are you doing? Do you want to do business? Get the money quickly. I still have to do it. Do you understand that time is money!"

But the sound stopped abruptly, and blood splattered on the face of the boss kneeling beside him, but he did not dare to wipe it.

Du Cai touched his bald head, and a scar the size of a round coin was symbolically pointed on the top.

The customers were in agitation for a moment, but everyone was above the foundation-building stage. They immediately calmed down and looked at the corner flag in his hand.

No one knows its name, but everyone knows its effect.

Some time ago, a tall ponytail girl from the Law Enforcement School ordered people to hold a similar corner flag, ignore the restrictions of the human world, and kill the hidden places of various secret meetings and transactions to stop.

The bald Du Cai took action to prove it.

In the range of the corner flag, anyone can use magic, but no customer dares to move.

Everyone knows that even if you meet Du Cai’s cultivator for the first time, you can feel the desperate spiritual pressure on him.

The middle stage of the elixir!

I saw Du Cai walking forward two steps, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the vast third-floor hall.

"Guests, I, Du Cai, have a little better than everyone in cultivation, but you also know that the antique market has never been bullied by the customers since it was opened."

"And he," Du Cai waved his hand, and a wind blade suddenly blew over, splitting the man's body that had not yet dissipated.

But there is one that is particularly hard, and the wind blade is broken in half.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the item that the wind blade had not broken was actually a sect lamp flashing with golden light.

"He actually dares to steal under my nose, you know the rules."

"Now, guests, please don't talk. Please leave behind me slowly. Come here later and report your name and you can get compensation."

The old man stood up and left with the guests.

Only store owners are left in the hall.

Du Cai raised the white paper and asked:

"Has anyone seen him?"

Half of the white paper was cut off, and Diao Zhu Pei was on the left side, nowhere to be seen.
Chapter completed!